okay so Im getting the apartment I want. yay. i should be really happy, and I am I swear. But for some reason I fell down..no not litterally, but emotionally. Im stressing myself about buying all these appliances, about painting a whole apartment, about asking my boss for a raise, about my friend in Toronto who is deeply depressed and is scaring me, about the long and first time drive to Toronto for Prom, about the Leo guy that is sending me emails saying he's having withdrawl symptoms because we haven't spoken in 2 days but we've never met, about the state of my current apartment (an unholy mess), about the fact that I have eaten fucking Guacamole Doritos 2 days in a row and tonights supper consisted of half a bag and a Klondike icecream cone. WTF? I feel like i've fallen beside the track that I was on, it was a good track, I was loosing weight, feeling good about myself, work was great, and i dunno i think the hormones did something, or maybe it was the emotions this time. who knows..i'll get back on track soon, I know it. maybe it was ever since i talked to my friend who is really depressed, he won't tell me what happened to get him there, and it's kind of scaring me. 
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oh, and you're wicked cute and hot. that has nothing to do with your journal entry, but I know I love to hear stuff like that, so there ya go.